Stait Lake SCAC on a swap ticket.

It was only recently that I realized that Chippenham AC had South Cerney AC on a swap ticket. Not only did they have some wonderful lakes but SCAC is where it all began for me as an angler. As a young boy my first memories are of the Cotswold water parks. We lived in a small village called Ampney Crucis which was within spitting distance of many of the gravel pits including Top Pit and the Large Lake.

Fish included Roach, Perch and the occasional Tench. After a little bit of research online there were some good noises coming from a small lake by the name of Stait Lake. It is perhaps 2 acres in size but match weights have included several weights over 200lb and there were also several mentions of Tench, apparently even fabled double figure fish.

I had to investigate such a claim so I took my girlfriends Dad, keen match-man John Garner with me for the trip. I purchased a couple of loaves of bread which I liquidized, a tin of sweetcorn and 2 pints of Maggot, I felt this would be a good armory of baits for any Tench fishing occasion. We arrived at the lake on the Spine Road and passed several lakes on the way including Dab Chick Lake which is also on the swap ticket. As we pulled up through the gates we noticed that there were perhaps 8 cars present which wasn't a great number considering there were 3 lakes next to one another.

John had fished the lake once before in a match and had bagged up on Roach but felt the opposite side proved to be the match winning area of the lake so we headed in that direction. We got to the swim and unloaded our gear. I fished close to the margin under an over hanging tree and John used a method feeder to target the island in the middle of the lake.

I was catching a few small Roach and John was getting no action at all. He was however continuously dropping bait closer in the margin and about 20 foot out, a good match fishing method. I couldn't help noticing the bloke next to us pulling in Carp after Carp all on straight sweetcorn. Not a species I was after however. I continued to spray in Maggots and finally got a more telling bite, it felt fairly sizable and then began to shake its head, a Perch. After netting and unhooking the fish I realized that it was a good 1lb 8oz and thought I may have been onto a shoal? John changed methods and began targeting the area that he had been baiting previously.

Almost straight away John was onto the fish, the swim was alive with bubbles. Perhaps there were finally Tench on his bait? He had put in several droppers of pellet and luncheon meat so we were both hoping so. The float sailed away and the first fish in was a Carp. This action continued for a half an hour catching several Carp in the process. Amongst those Carp were a few Bream in the 2-3lb bracket. In this time I had caught another Perch of perhaps 1lb 12oz when John had hooked yet another "Carp" on his pole set up. "If only this was a Bream" he chuckled. No sooner had he said that than a bream surfaced from the depths. After netting the Bream, he realized that it must have been at least 6lb, a good sized Bream by any account!

Fishing began to die down so we both changed methods, I had caught one more Perch of about 1lb but an hour had passed without a touch so I changed to sweetcorn. John brought his pole in and began changing back across to his feeder rod when I heard a shout. I looked to my left and all I could see was the last remnants of Johns pole top section disappearing into the depths of the lake. He had done what he said he tells everyone not to do, left his bait in the shallow margins whilst changing to his feeder rod  thinking nothing would take it. A hungry Carp had come along and hungrily snaffled the bait in the shallows and took more than it bargained for. In desperation John tried to catch the pole/carp by casting out his feeder rod and reeling in roughly where he hoped the pole would be to no avail. That would be the last he would see of that section and most definitely the last time he would be leaving a bait attached to his pole whilst not fishing with it...

As the day turned to late evening the Carp appeared on top of my baited area, after several runs resulting in lost fish I caught a couple of Carp about 5-6 lbs a fish and we called it a session. John had perhaps landed 35-40lbs of Carp and Bream and I'd probably caught about 18lbs of Perch and Carp. Not a bad session but no Tench to show for our troubles. We would certainly be coming back to Stait Lake very soon.

Next stop Dabchick Lake.

Tight Lines.

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Wrong Species right result - The River Kennet

As my local river the Bristol Avon continues to decline through Otter predation my hand has been forced to look elsewhere for specimen Barbel and Chub. I truly believe that catching a specimen fish from your local river cannot be beaten, however, with so few specimens about my patience has been exhausted to the maximum.

After a few great Barbel catch reports on the River Kennet from my good friend and specimen hunter Martin Hooper I thought it was about time that I had a go at one of these leviathans. The Barbel on the River Kennet are at their peak right now with double figure fish not uncommon and teen Barbel frequent. Martin is not one for reporting his big fish these days but what I will say is that he has caught an astronomical amount of big Barbel and in recent months gone by some huge fish. I will not say anymore about that however.

The time had come for me to head to the Kennet. I got to Martins at around 8am, after our usual chin wag, McDonalds Sausage and Egg McMuffin and a Tea we hit the road. I always get excited at the prospect of fishing a new piece of river, especially when there is the prospect of 15lb + fish swimming around in front of you!!! We unloaded our gear and walked toward the swims that Martin had decided would hold the fish of our dreams. As we arrived we were greeted by Martins friend Jem and also a friend of Jems. By now they had already had Barbel to 7lb and explained that the fish appeared to be feeding heavily on Maggots.

We walked on for another 50 yards or so and staked out our swims for the day. I was going to fish two Leger rods, both with pellets at the end of the line as tempting offerings to the monster Barbel. One was placed under an overhanging tree and second was placed to the left, three quarters of the way across and in a deep area full of silt.

The first thing I noticed once I had cast out was that although this river held giants among Barbel, it was no different really in appearance to the Bristol Avon. Fairly narrow, snaggy and also very picturesque. The banks perhaps were not as steep and if anything less worn.There are a couple of obvious key differences however, one the number of non indigenous Otters and two the Cray Fish. Cray fish have become a staple diet for many fish including Barbel, Chub and Perch to name a few. The fish gorged on this high protein diet with aplomb and they grew into super fish accordingly. More recently however, cray fish are being trapped, in fact one trapper over a period of a year had pulled out as much as 4 tonne of them so they were certainly there in numbers!!! Will this affect the Barbel growth, time will tell...

Out of the blue there was a shout from upstream, Jem had just equaled his PB Barbel with a stonking 13lb 10oz fish. A truly stunning Barbel in every sense of the word. Golden, muscular and in mint condition. I was envious but happy for him at the same time as he has fished this river for a few years now, I was fishing this stretch for my very first time. I was still confident though...

My method for Barbel fishing is not to keep moving from swim to swim, try picking a likely looking area and stick with it. The fish are moving all of the time as the same Barbel have been known to have been caught miles apart. For that reason it is inevitable that Barbel will eventually cross swords with the bait you have put out for them, whether or not they take up your offer of a hook bait is another question. Secondly, reeling in and casting out is a big fishing sin of many anglers. You see it and more than likely hear it all the time "Sploosh!!!" Its not just you the angler that is hearing it but the fish feel and hear the vibrations. Chucking a bait out into the river can only disturb the fish and it can take sometime to get the fishes confidence back. I tend to reel my bait in once every hour, sometimes 2 hours and put a fresh bait on along with a PVA bag of smaller pellets. If the initial cast spooks the fish, leaving your carefully positioned bait out for a longer period of time will often increase your catch rate.

The day progressed very quickly without a fish for either of us, I was beginning to think it was going to be a blank for me when my rod seemed to spring into life. First of all a nod, then the line slackened completely then it it went tight and kept going round. I struck and felt resistance, was this what I had came for? It plodded around for perhaps a minute or so, I shouted for Martin to come across and witness what was coming in, a head appeared not of a Barbel, but that of a big pair of rubbery lips, a specimen Chub nonetheless.

After another dive or two the fish rolled over and was duly scooped from the river by my Gillie for the day. It was certainly more than 5lbs, was it a new PB though? My PB stood at 5lb 4oz which I had caught from the BA earlier in the summer. I pulled a set of Avon 8lb scales from my bag for true accuracy. The sing was zeroed and the fish was placed ready for weighing. "It could go 6 mate" predicted Martin. 1,2,3,4,5,6 nope. 5lb 15 and 3/4 oz. Not a 6lber but a new PB and a beautiful Chub to boot.

After releasing this stunning fish back into its home, the baits were released back into the water and I sat back behind the rods. Although it wasn't the target species for the day I had a big grin on my face. The day turned to evening and there was still time for Martin to catch his obligatory Barbel. Perhaps 7lbs he said. We packed up and hit the road.

There was still time for us to head back again as the season door slammed shut on us but to no fruition.

I have to recap on this season as my first true Specimen hunting season with Roach to 2lb 5oz, Pike to 19lb and Chub to 5lb 15 3/4oz. If anything I have actually fished less than previous seasons but caught more. This is down to concentration and treating each session with more care and thought. I mustn't forget my girlfriend who has been very supporting of my fishing habit and has even given me a few tips along the way...

Here's to next season and hopefully more big fish.

Tight Lines

Vince Cater - The Fish Botherer

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